Fill 1/2: Passionfruit Purple (college!lady!J2, NC-17)mistyzeoApril 23 2011, 05:45:12 UTC
It starts out innocently enough, with Jensen's feet in Jay's lap, Jay quietly painting her toe nails. Jensen's got a million pages of reading to do for Thursday, but she couldn't say no when Jay asked if she could come over just to hang out. She made Jay promise to be good so she could get her work done, and Jay swore up and down she'd keep her pants on. Jay's a bit of a horndog, Jensen's gotta admit. She has to keep the girl on a tight leash.
But it feels too good to stop, with her feet cradled gently in Jay's strong, graceful hands, and Jay just humming to herself as she paints each toe carefully. Jen doesn't normally go for girly shit like this, but Jay was so earnest.
She's looking down at her girlfriend when Jay glances up, and Jay's smile is a little more predatory than Jen can handle right now. She rubs her hands up Jen's smooth calves and Jensen swallows.
"Dude," she warns, "reading."
"I know," Jay says, grinning, flicking hair out of her eyes, and she keeps moving up, reaching Jen's knees. Jen's ticklish and she jerks away, but Jay grabs her knees and spreads them apart, rocking forwards from her cross-legged sit to settle on her belly between them. Jen holds the book up over her head.
"This is not being good," Jen says.
"But I'm keeping my pants on," Jay protests, and her hands are skimming up Jensen's inner thighs, brushing the hem of her sleep-boxers. Damn it, she should have put all her clothes on if she was going to resist Jay at all, ever. She should be wearing a god damn parka.
Jen's face grows hot as Jay crawls closer, kissing the inside of her knee and up her leg, following the path of her hands. Blood starts to pulse low between her legs, and she lets out a breath. Jay reaches up and cups one of Jen's breasts in her hand, softly, holding it and giving it a little squeeze. Jay's thumb rubs over her hardening nipple, and she can't help the second little gasp. She's already wet, and every urge in her body says spread it.
Jay rubs the knuckles of her other hand up the seam of Jen's boxers, up and down over her covered clit. If Jay could feel how slick Jen's getting, shit. Fuck. This is not reading. Jay lowers her head and puts her mouth against the swell of Jen's pussy, drags her tongue up the seam, and Jen moans.
"Fuck," she says, "this is not fucking reading."
"You need a break," Jay says, and she rubs her nose where her tongue just was. "You smell good."
"Jesus," Jen mutters, and puts the book aside. Lost cause, she thinks.
Jay pushes up on her elbows and slides both hands into Jen's pants, up the legs of her boxers, and into the crotch of her underwear. She slides one finger along Jen's slit, and licks her lips. "Wet for me already?"
"Fuck you," Jen says, but she's spreading her legs wider and pushing her hands under the waistband of her shorts. Jay gives her clit a little hello rub and then removes her hands to pull down her shorts and underwear. She tosses them over her shoulder and pushes Jen's thighs apart, opening her up. Jay kisses her thigh again, up and up, and then slides her tongue between Jen's lips, finding her clit with unerring accuracy and flickering across it. It's already swollen, throbbing under her tongue, and Jensen slides a hand into her girlfriend's hair and gives her a little push.
Jay goes to town, now that she's got permission, licking at Jen's clit and moaning quietly, then dragging her tongue down and pushing it right into Jen's body. She's spreading Jen's pussy with her thumbs, licking at her folds and pushing down on her clit, and Jensen wants to hump her face and get off fast. But Jay's got other plans, and she draws back a little to slide two fingers into Jen's cunt. She thumbs Jen's clit at the same time, rubbing in a slow circle, and crooks her fingers as she slides them shallowly in and out.
But it feels too good to stop, with her feet cradled gently in Jay's strong, graceful hands, and Jay just humming to herself as she paints each toe carefully. Jen doesn't normally go for girly shit like this, but Jay was so earnest.
She's looking down at her girlfriend when Jay glances up, and Jay's smile is a little more predatory than Jen can handle right now. She rubs her hands up Jen's smooth calves and Jensen swallows.
"Dude," she warns, "reading."
"I know," Jay says, grinning, flicking hair out of her eyes, and she keeps moving up, reaching Jen's knees. Jen's ticklish and she jerks away, but Jay grabs her knees and spreads them apart, rocking forwards from her cross-legged sit to settle on her belly between them. Jen holds the book up over her head.
"This is not being good," Jen says.
"But I'm keeping my pants on," Jay protests, and her hands are skimming up Jensen's inner thighs, brushing the hem of her sleep-boxers. Damn it, she should have put all her clothes on if she was going to resist Jay at all, ever. She should be wearing a god damn parka.
Jen's face grows hot as Jay crawls closer, kissing the inside of her knee and up her leg, following the path of her hands. Blood starts to pulse low between her legs, and she lets out a breath. Jay reaches up and cups one of Jen's breasts in her hand, softly, holding it and giving it a little squeeze. Jay's thumb rubs over her hardening nipple, and she can't help the second little gasp. She's already wet, and every urge in her body says spread it.
Jay rubs the knuckles of her other hand up the seam of Jen's boxers, up and down over her covered clit. If Jay could feel how slick Jen's getting, shit. Fuck. This is not reading. Jay lowers her head and puts her mouth against the swell of Jen's pussy, drags her tongue up the seam, and Jen moans.
"Fuck," she says, "this is not fucking reading."
"You need a break," Jay says, and she rubs her nose where her tongue just was. "You smell good."
"Jesus," Jen mutters, and puts the book aside. Lost cause, she thinks.
Jay pushes up on her elbows and slides both hands into Jen's pants, up the legs of her boxers, and into the crotch of her underwear. She slides one finger along Jen's slit, and licks her lips. "Wet for me already?"
"Fuck you," Jen says, but she's spreading her legs wider and pushing her hands under the waistband of her shorts. Jay gives her clit a little hello rub and then removes her hands to pull down her shorts and underwear. She tosses them over her shoulder and pushes Jen's thighs apart, opening her up. Jay kisses her thigh again, up and up, and then slides her tongue between Jen's lips, finding her clit with unerring accuracy and flickering across it. It's already swollen, throbbing under her tongue, and Jensen slides a hand into her girlfriend's hair and gives her a little push.
Jay goes to town, now that she's got permission, licking at Jen's clit and moaning quietly, then dragging her tongue down and pushing it right into Jen's body. She's spreading Jen's pussy with her thumbs, licking at her folds and pushing down on her clit, and Jensen wants to hump her face and get off fast. But Jay's got other plans, and she draws back a little to slide two fingers into Jen's cunt. She thumbs Jen's clit at the same time, rubbing in a slow circle, and crooks her fingers as she slides them shallowly in and out.
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